There was swing | Jack Kerouac & Roy Eldridge

“...Then there was swing, and Roy Eldridge, vigorous and virile, blasting the horn 
for everything it had in waves of power and logic and subtlety - leaning into it with 
glittering eyes and a lovely smile and sending it out broadcast to rock the jazz world.”

Jack Kerouac, On the Road

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Once there was Louis Armstrong blowing his beautiful top in the muds of New Orleans; before him the mad musicians who had paraded on official days and broke up their Sousa marches into ragtime. Then there was swing, and Roy Eldridge.*

And there's no use wondering how high Roy can go on his trumpet, because he can go higher than that.

Louis Armstrong

And for just a moment I had reached the point of ecstasy that I always wanted to reach, which was the complete step across chronological time into timeless shadows, and wonderment in the bleakness of the mortal realm, and the sensation of death kicking at my heels to move on, with a phantom dogging its own heels..^

At lilac evening I walked with every muscle aching among the lights of 27th and Welton in the Denver colored section, wishing I were a Negro, feeling that the best the white world had offered was not enough ecstasy for me, not enough life, joy, kicks, darkness, music, not enough night.~

Jack Kerouac / On the Road / 1957
*Part 3, Ch. 10/^Part 2, Ch. 10/~Part 3, Ch. 1


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